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You know I've heard it said there's beauty in distortion |
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By some people who've withdrawn to find their heads |
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Now they say that there is humor in misfortune |
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You know I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead |
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Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight? |
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Why am I trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight? |
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Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try? |
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Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die? |
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You know some people say that values are subjective |
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But they're just speaking words that someone else has said |
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And so they live and fight and kill with no objective |
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Sometimes it's hard to tell the living from the dead |
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Why am I fighting to live if I'm just living to fight? |
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Why am I trying to see when there ain't nothing in sight? |
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Why am I trying to give when no one gives me a try? |
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Why am I dying to live if I'm just living to die? |
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You know I used to weave my words into confusion |
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And so I hope you'll understand me when I'm through |
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You know I used to live my life as an illusion |
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But reality will make my dream come true |
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So I'll keep fighting to live till there's no reason to fight |
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And I'll keep trying to see until the end is in sight |
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You know I'm trying to give so c'mon give me a try |
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You know I'm dying to live until I'm ready to die |